Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 16: Knock the drum
Hearing this, there was a flash of heat in Ling Xian's eyes. "I Dedication"
Practicing people always have no resistance to things that can improve combat power, such as powerful divine passages, transcendent precious treasures, and he is no exception. Therefore, Mo Ruxue immediately said that there are divine objects. When he was about to be born, there was a fire in his heart. A treasure that even the Great Emperor Pingluo couldn't say must be a rare treasure!
Looking at the young boy with blazing eyes, Jimo Ruxue poured cold water unceremoniously, and said lightly: "Don’t expect too much. There are many powerful beasts hovering here. With your current cultivation base, if you really have The gods are born, I’m afraid you don’t even have the qualifications to take a look."
"Great Emperor, don't bring such a blow." Ling Xian gave a wry smile.
"I'm telling the truth." Jimo Ruxue has no expression on her face.
"Of course I know that you are telling the truth. With my slight cultivation level, I really can't compete with those super fierce beasts." Ling Xian looked bitter and said: "But the truth is always the most hurtful, the emperor. Ah, let's be tactful in the future."
"Euphemistic?" Jimo Ruxue was slightly startled, and after a moment of silence, he slowly uttered three words.
"I won't."
Ling Xian was speechless, knowing that it would be for nothing. Let's not talk about the diverse and complex personality of Emperor Pingluan. From her cold personality at the moment, we can see that she doesn't know what euphemism is.
Jimo Ruxue's expression was calm, maybe seeing Ling Xian smiling bitterly, she suddenly said something comforting: "However, don't be discouraged, maybe you can fish in troubled waters."
"I know my abilities. If those super fierce beasts come out, let alone fish in troubled waters, I'm afraid it's as you said, I don't even have the qualifications to take a look." Ling Xian shook his head slowly, a trace of confidence flashed in his eyes With a faint smile, he said with a faint smile: "However, since there is a magical thing about to appear, how can I be reconciled if I don't take a look?"
"That's right." The Great Emperor Pingluan lightly tapped his head, his autumn-like eyes looked into the distance, and said: "Wait, within three days, the fetish will appear soon."
"Sit and watch the wind and the clouds rise, and smile at the changes in the world."
The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and his delicate little face was full of expectation.
……
Just as Ling Xian was looking forward to the appearance of the gods, an old man in white appeared outside the gate of Wan Jianzong.
It is Situ Nan.
Since the separation from Ling Xian two months ago, Situ Nan ran desperately, piercing the stars and wearing the moon, planning to return to the sect for help.
However, when he was only a thousand miles away from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he strayed into a mysterious cave. Although he got a good opportunity, he raised his cultivation to the peak of the Dan formation stage. But because of this, he was trapped for two months, and until today, he broke the ban.
If he were to change to normal times, he would definitely feel happy. After all, in the pill formation period, it will take several years for each small level to be promoted. After he got the chance, it only took two months to start from the mid pill formation period. Breaking through to the peak of Pill Formation, such a speed is not unpleasant.
But Situ Nan was concerned about Lingxian's safety, and did not feel happy, but felt a deep guilt.
At this moment, he was anxious and sad, standing at the gate of Wan Jianzong Mountain, took out his elder token, and then squeezed his hands to perform Wan Jianzong's mountain entry technique.
I saw the void trembling violently, and a huge golden portal slowly emerged, bursting with infinite divine light, brilliant like a rainbow, dazzling and dazzling.
On the top of the golden gate, there are three dragons and phoenixes inscribed, and three characters with a vicissitudes of life are revealed on their heads.
Wan Jianzong!
One of the most powerful transcendent forces in Yunzhou!
Without hesitation, Situ Nan took a step forward. Suddenly, a corrugated halo wafted from the golden door and sucked his body in.
"Zongmen... old man, I am finally back."
Looking at the twelve towering mountain peaks, Situ Nan sighed softly, then stepped forward and flew forward quickly.
He didn't plan to go back to Hidden Sword Peak, nor did he plan to go to the Immortal Hall where the headmaster was, but instead planned to go to the stage of life and death where everyone talked about the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.
Of course, instead of going there to die, he was going to play a drum.
Da Tiangu.
As the name suggests, this drum takes the meaning of being heard by the heavens. It is a **** left by the founder of Wan Jianzong, the ancestor Wan Jian. Although there is no special magical power, it is also left by the ancestor Wan Jian. Therefore, since the second head teacher, this object has been placed on the stage of life and death. If the disciple under the sect is wronged or has important news to report, but due to various reasons, he cannot meet the head teacher. From now on, the drum can be sounded.
Once it is struck, the unique sound wave of this drum will reverberate throughout the Ten Thousand Sword Sect. Except for the retired Taishang elder, the high-level sects above the elders will come here for the first time and listen to the drumbeaters. The reason, and then judge whether this matter is important, if it is important, the person who beats the drum will naturally be rewarded, but if it is not important, then the person who beats the drum will be punished by the sect with serious criminal law.
Therefore, the Da Tian Drum has not sounded for 160 years.
Today, Situ Nan is going to play the Datian Drum, for Lingxian!
"Lingxian, I believe you must be still alive, don't worry, Wan Jianzong will send someone to find you soon." Situ Nan looked solemnly, and walked slowly to the stage of life and death, the peak of the Dan Qi surging mana. Out, to isolate the criss-crossing sword energy on the stage of life and death.
Looking at the thick and golden Datian drum, Situ Nan thought to his heart, the golden drumstick flew to his right hand, and then he took a deep breath, and the drumstick in his hand fell heavily. !
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, the unique sound wave of Datiangu spread, resounding through the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect!
The next moment, countless shocked voices sounded from the Twelve Peaks.
"I'll do it! Is this the sound of Datiangu?"
"Who is so cruel, the Datian Drum, which hasn't moved for a full 160 years, actually rang!"
"Go and see, maybe something big is going to happen!"
"It's not that maybe, it's definitely. Could it be that the other eight sects joined forces to attack my Wanjianzong?"
"Don't say so much, don't you know if you look at it?"
A number of silhouettes rose to the sky from the peaks, surrounded by majestic waves of mana, like a locust crossing the border, all flying towards the platform of life and death.
Most of these people are disciples of Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and the worst is the cultivation base of the foundation period, and the remaining part is the elders of Ten Thousand Sword Sect, all of which are cultivation bases of the Pill Consolidation Period!
"It is indeed a magic weapon left behind by the ancestors. Just a knock on it caused me to consume a quarter of the mana in my body, and the tiger’s mouth was cracked." Situ Nan was shocked looking at the golden drum in front of him. , His complexion was slightly pale, and a drop of bright red blood dripped from his right hand, which was caused by a knock on the Tiangu.
This is still the result of protecting himself with the overbearing mana of the peak of the pill formation. If he were replaced by a foundation-building monk who rang the drum, he might be destroyed before the drum sounded.
The horror of Datiangu can be seen!
"Not enough, one sound alarmed the ordinary elders, the second sound alarmed the twelve peak peak masters, and the third sound alarmed the master teacher. Ling Xian has a peerless talent, unparalleled disposition, and unlimited future achievements. At least he can protect me. The sword sect is immortal for three thousand years, and looking for him is enough to shock the master master and the entire ten thousand sword sect." Situ Nan hesitated, his expression turned firm, and the drumstick in his hand fell again!
"Boom!"
There was another loud noise, the invisible sound wave spread, and the golden light rushed into the sky, and the entire Ten Thousand Sword Sect suddenly fell into a boil!
If the first sound was just throwing a palm-sized stone into the lake, then the second sound was throwing a stone as large as a grinding plate, completely alarming the Ten Thousand Swords and Twelve Peaks!
"It's ringing again! Who is this person? What has he reported?"
"Oh my God, one sound alarmed the ordinary elders, and the second sound alarmed the twelve peak masters. Is this person full of confidence or extremely stupid?"
"It’s interesting, doesn’t he know that if the reported thing is exaggerated, or just a trivial matter, then he will definitely be punished by thousands of dollars. You must know that the charge of teasing the Lord of the Twelve Peaks is not a small one. Ah."
"Haha, whether this person is full of confidence or stupid, dare to climb the stage of life and death, and beat the Datian drum that no one has dared to beat for one hundred and sixty years, this person's courage is worthy of commendation."
On the twelve majestic mountain peaks, several elegant figures emerged, and everyone exuded the mighty power, like a real celestial being descended from the earth, the heavenly sovereign descended to the world, the horrible aura swept away, mighty and mighty, Go straight to Xiaohan!
It is the Lord of Ten Thousand Swords and Twelve Peaks!
Except for the lord of Wenjian Peak, who has not yet returned, all the lord of the other eleven peaks are here. Even the lord of Hidden Sword Peak, who has always seen the dragon but never sees the end, is also on the list!
It can be seen that the Datian Drum sounded twice, how important it is to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, that the Lords of the Twelve Peaks appeared together!
"Unfortunately, ask if the Lord of the Sword Peak is not there, or else our Lord of the Twelve Peaks can get together once." An elegant man who looked like a scholar smiled lightly.
"If I remember correctly, the last time the twelve of us got together, it was sixty years ago. Time flies so fast." A kind-looking old man sighed softly.
"I don't care about this~IndoMTL.com~ This person actually rang the Datian drum during my retreat. If what he reported was just a trivial matter, the peak owner would never spare him lightly." A woman with a pretty face and frost said coldly.
"I'll know if I go and see, but this person's breath is a bit like the law enforcement elder of my Hidden Sword Peak..." The owner of Hidden Sword Peak murmured, taking the lead in moving towards the direction of life and death. Swept away.
Several other people also set off, one after another silhouette exuding unparalleled power, and the terrifying aura spread all the way to the stage of life and death!
However, when the eleven peak masters arrived at the stage of life and death, Situ Nan had already raised the golden drumstick in his hand, and then fell heavily!
Only hearing the ‘boom’, the third drum sounded loudly!
In that instant, the entire cultivator of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect lost their voices and fell into a dead silence.
The huge Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the needle drop can be heard at this moment.
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